ScriBBles: oF DreAms & Th'OuGht's

Talent presides in each and every corner of my country. Even a simple 'chaiwala' may have the capability to grow up to become a millionaire. That's what the type of plots we see in Bollywood movies. These things are not entirely fiction. Even fiction takes birth from fact. And India is a country where these fictitious on-screen events take the shape of a real life character in some corner of the country. The epic comic character Spiderman has a twin in India. Yes there is a man who climbs cliffs and other difficult (almost perpendicular) walls without any support or life saving measures. Here in India we can find small children of less than 5 years of age walking on 20mm rope at 20m height above the ground. That's a great balance act. It's found only in India that even though people die together in a terrorist attack, they rise of together the very next day and continue their life as if nothing has happened. This positive attitudes towards life gives a severe blow ...

The Last Illusion Eccentric flashes, deep awakened out sleep Dream, reality, illusion?  Obscure edged cliff Anonymous visage, never seen ever, at rim Glancing deep in, fathoming death, Young sun beam. Youth up high alter angry hot, scrutiny of the one verdict Oh! What befell on him, or her, wish I knew or predict Broken heart, kaput soul, ruined wish, wrecked shoulders? Fallen people, solemn heat, humanity crushed, sown boulder? Regret; he, or she, clasps. A single gave up the ghost His kin largely bears? Or this craven stanchly, hither the most? “In the name of the Holy Father, Holy Son and the Holy Spirit Forgive me, for I dint know what………” a plea to HE, be it. 28K gasp back, wish could he, or she, repeal and reach now puff With green sod meal, love, life beside, Or with firearm seeking white dove Walked down shoeless, hatless, coatless. Repenting by His consort Tears nothing less, nothing more at her he did sought Out of inclinatio...

Truth I Knew Enlightened by the truth, Confronted the reality, Settled out all mix-ups Set myself out free. A bitter truth it is, Conferred Love, furnished care A harsh fact it is, All what I did, all in vain. Year and a half gone past by, Lots of love, lots of heart Many a times I did, poured- Out my heart, cried down till gut. Sarcasm paid no upshot, Nor did straight wrestle Oh! What is in him? What has, is, he done, doing? Let know me, “Stay away as of US”. Can’t smidgen out the vista, it’ll never heal Vapors of distrust never found to outline Until counters didn’t me dominant, on he. Wish I knew, wish I succeed To fetch her back, Out the phony clench of the thespian Scatter before her, all the TRUTH I knew.

Part III Continuation of 'Love takes sacrifices'. Our movies show that after every night comes up a beautiful dawn which engulfs all sorrow and misery off the grid leaving the (ex-) victim cherishing the beauty of life. This probably only takes ground on screen, real life is not as beautiful as it is portrayed in novels and movies. The valley that had developed after a year of their relationship only deepened further. Life was cruel for both of them with each one literally correct at their own feet. But situations were so formed that none of them was able to express the true feeling, none could bridge the valley. Year ago the only way He was able to pull himself through the day was planning on what to say and how to bring a smile on her face during their all night long phone calls. No relation is void of fights. Even they had their fights but the solution used to be just an hour away on phone. But these phone call series was cut off by her. Her mom and dad had made her promi...

It's a continuation of the post named " It happens only in true love ./? " The days seemed to pass by like a storm and the nights crept like drought. Gazing through the rusted grilled windows looking past the unchanged sky, the unchanged air and at the unchanged star; he felt the sore contrast of his love life strike him at full force and that’s when he decided to get everything right and dig into the root of the truth of his shattered relationship. Out there in her flowery, yet thorny, bed she drenched her pillow with salty heart feelings that form a waterfall each and every night. She recalled how he had tried to explain his feelings and how she burdened him with rules. But what can she do, being a girl she’s got the responsibility to even keep up the family name. She was cuffed with the principles of her dad. She loved her dad more than anyone else in the whole world, how could she just forget the man who took care of her every need since last 15 years...

Pain it is from ignorance Someone in utter turbulence Tougher it turns when barriers sublime Or when duo hearts combine. Distance vision nay foresee Jealousy gives no mercy Wish could I quit conservation, Let thee free, no suppression. Sorry, Oh! Dear. Mistakes commited I bow by thy patience submitted Forgave all, portrayed smile, weep within Thee did all before, similar something Tried I much, nay could I succeed Thy are garlanded high status indeed Never would I match your height Wish you understand dear,and not fight. Things that I wanted to convey Is that never would I be able to give away You gifts, flowers, chocolates or what you lure Just yield thy feet my loyalty pure. --------- written on 23.09.12